Chapter 126: Christmas Mercenaries

With every bullet striking the car violently, Ewan felt his heart convulsing in a mixture of fear and dread.

Was this the gang again? It had to be!

His mind raced with dark thoughts, but the most pressing concern was that his children were trapped inside that car. He couldn’t let anything happen to them.

Frantically, he scanned the surroundings, noting how his driver had joined the other vehicles in a desperate attempt to clear the area, aiming to evade the danger posed by the flying stray bullets. No one dared to approach. Who would be reckless enough to put themselves in harm’s way?

At this rate, his children might die. The pessimistic thought pierced through him, and fresh tears began to burn in his eyes as he took in the chaos around them.

Suddenly, the gunfire came to an abrupt halt.

Ewan inhaled deeply, summoning every ounce of courage within him. Without a moment’s hesitation, he stepped out of his car, throwing caution to the wind, ignoring his driver’s shouts of ’sir, please!’.

He had already fired off a text to his security team, urging them to hurry, but he knew he couldn’t wait for them to arrive. Time was slipping away.

He dashed past the ’armored tank’ that had been the catalyst for this terrifying shootout and headed straight for Athena’s car, acutely aware that they had only a short window before the unknown gunmen would reload.

"Athena! Open the door!" He shouted, desperation lacing his voice.

Inside the car, Athena watched Ewan pound on the window like a man possessed, and her anger bubbled to the surface. Was this man truly so foolish? Didn’t he realize he was putting his life at immense risk?

She reluctantly opened the window to tell him so, but before she could speak, a bullet zipped through the opening, striking the interior with a deafening crack, shocking her to the core.

Gianna had pushed her chair back into a reclining position, lying down protectively with Kate cradled in her arms. So, the bullet hit the window and tumbled harmlessly to the car floor, but it wasn’t just the close call that left Athena breathless; it was the spiderweb

the severity of their predicament set in, Athena quickly wound the window back up, her pulse racing. Ewan had fled back to his vehicle, finally grasping the reality that a sniper was lurking, and she

car was a bulletproof fortress, thick and sturdy—Aiden had made sure of that—but it seemed those hunting her had factored that into their plan, opting for a sniper attack instead. A

a deep, steadying breath, her mind racing with thoughts. If assistance didn’t arrive soon, the consequences could be fatal. A bullet hit the window again, punctuating her spiraling worries.

her Christmas Day devolve into yet another tragedy? And If she

her breath, praying that the security detail had finally arrived. Had they managed to eliminate the sniper? Her resolve shattered when a sudden thump against her window jolted her

voice belonged

lifted herself and caught a glimpse of his

repeated incessantly, gesturing emphatically at the door

might be foolish and impulsive, but she knew he

her as Ewan suddenly enveloped her

the twins... I thought..." His voice trembled

heartbeat, Athena was immobilized, the hug happening so quickly she could

his focus shifting to the children. He knelt to

But then her eyes fell on Nathaniel, whose hands trembled with fear, and she decided to let it be. Her children needed comfort now, and she would not take that

vehicles before and beside her, to the group of four men sprawled on the floor, nursing tranq darts

killed then. She thought, watching the security detail decide what

lifted slightly when she saw Mr. Thorne hastening toward

Mr. Thorne." She said with a grateful

security detail has dealt with everything. They’ve handled the assailants. According to their profiles, they appear to be mercenaries

more dangerous and wilder tactics," She took her lips in as she noticed her children tapping Ewan’s shoulders

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